Becoming the Richest by Farming

At about the same time, Ying Wan finished the meal, and Ji Zhizhen went back.

When he arrived, Ying Wan had already prepared a full table of food. Ji Zhizhen smelled the tempting aroma in the air, and his throat subconsciously drooled.

"It smells delicious."

He was not a person who had many appetites, but he still recognized the fresh and fragrant smell.

Ying Wan took two sets of bowls and chopsticks and smiled: "I don't know what you like, so I made some casually."

"No, no, I'm not picky."

Ji Zhizhen didn't care about these, as long as it was edible.

It was a little late, Ying Wan cooked a fish and fried a few side dishes, which was enough for them to eat.

Ji Zhizhen was still calm, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a small piece of beef first.

The beef tasted salty and fragrant when it entered the mouth, and a strong fragrance burst out from the mouth, triggering the ultimate enjoyment of the taste buds, and also experienced a little bit of spicy feeling.

Ji Zhizhen can also eat a little bit of spiciness, this spiciness is completely within his acceptable range.

He nodded involuntarily and chewed the beef: "Delicious."

It is indeed delicious.

The raw material of beef is not very good, after all, Ying Wan bought it in the town.

But the taste is 100% good, and Ji Zhizhen praised it highly.

The other dishes were the same. Ji Zhizhen couldn't help but sigh as he ate: "You have good cooking skills. How can you fail in anything?"

So the things she did seemed shocking and unbelievable in the eyes of others.

But Ji Zhizhen knew that only she could do these things.

Having an IQ that others can't match, and being able to use this IQ to do things that benefit the country and the people is a great thing.

Ying Wan is a gift to China.

Ying Wan chuckled: "As long as you like it."

Ji Zhizhen said again: "Don't eat too much. If you get addicted to it, it will be a bit uncomfortable to eat what they make when you go back."

Ying Wan: "I still have pickled vegetables here. You can bring a few jars back when you go back."

With such a good thing, Ji Zhizhen would certainly not refuse.

After dinner, Ji Zhizhen was about to leave. They came directly to the village, and Ying Wan only sent him to the village entrance.

Before leaving, she asked Ji Zhizhen to take a few jars of pickled vegetables back.

In this way, all the pickled vegetables were consumed. She also needed to eat them, so she thought of making more this time.

"Leaving?"

Si Lu suddenly appeared behind her. She turned her head and saw Si Lu. She knew who he was talking about and said "hmm".

Si Lu looked back at the staff around with strange eyes, "Academician Ji came to see you, they must be more surprised in their hearts. It is only a matter of time before your identity is exposed."

"Let it go."

Ying Wan didn't care about these things now and prepared to go back.

Si Lu said: "I saw that you gave them all the dishes you cooked, why didn't you give me one?"

Ying Wan looked at him, her eyes were calm and natural: "No more."

Si Lu: "..."

He laughed a little: "What do you think of this? Do you think you have no conscience?"

At least he helped Ying Wan solve the problem. Ying Wan gave it here and there, but didn't even think of giving it to him.

"I remember you took some back last time and gave it to your father."

"That was for my dad, not for me."

Ying Wan pursed her lips after hearing this: "I still have some. If you want to eat, come and have some."

"Really?"

Si Lu's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Okay."